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I wrote this after someone I knew lost a friend to a drunk driver. |
| Singing on the bus with friends, corny songs that never end Walk it out while holding hands, take time to walk across the sands To the house where we were invited, that was where the party started Parked the car and hopped on out. Remember what we thought about? What we’d do the next day, how we’d party, how we’d play? We danced the night away. I told you to put down that smoke And drop that drink, and you did, I was so proud of you Because I’d helped you see right through how cool it was Party ended at two am, got to go home, go to bed Big day tomorrow, plans ahead Places to go and things to do. Plans that we’d never see through Ran to the car Opened the door Turned the key and drove We barley went two blocks when it all went black I opened my eyes later that week, so saddened I could barely speak For on that night we did no wrong, didn’t get high or drunk or stoned But someone else did And I miss you. |